Roleplay

Hillclan Firefox = Thrushpaw

Walkerclan

Edgeclan

Shoalclan Breezeheart = Azurepaw

Hillclan

Walkerclan

Edgeclan

Shoalclan

[center][b]C H A R A C T E R * D I R E C T O R Y[/b][/center] --arranged alphabetically by username, and then alphabetically by character underneath usernames. (for simpler searches use "ctrl+f" (for windows) or "command+f" (for mac) and type in the name you are searching for. ) - - - - - - [center][b]Dogsblubblub's Characters[/b][/center] [b]Name:[/b] ChicoryClaw [b]Age:[/b] 37 moons [b]Gender:[/b] Felil [b]Sexuality:[/b] Aromantic, Asexual [b]Rank:[/b] Deputy [b]Clan:[/b] Edgeclan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] OPEN [b]Kin:[/b] OPEN [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]http://www.eurocatfancy.de/images/_breeds_images/nfo_herrhagens_cesar.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] When you first meet Chicoryclaw, they may come off as cold and unemotional. Especially since they are an absolutely gargantuan cat; they stand taller than most, and their lustrous hair makes him look even bigger. Icy blue eyes will pierce you with cold logic. Underneath their frosty demeanor, however, is a warm, emotional cat that places deep trust in their friends. When with cats they trust, they turn into a playful apprentice. Warmth shines through the deep pools of blue, and it is as if they had become a kit once again. [b]Other:[/b] - Loves kits; when he can, he will watch over them and play with them. Hopes to get another apprentice soon. - His favorite meal is fish, and he loves to eat birds. [b]Name:[/b] ConchTail [b]Age:[/b] 19 moons [b]Gender:[/b] She-cat [b]Sexuality:[/b] Demi-sexual // Pansexual [b]Rank:[/b] Featherspeaker [b]Clan:[/b] ShoalClan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] N/A [b]Kin:[/b] N/A [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/2b/38/35/2b3835db796930f68ddcb52a7f2a67ac.jpg[/img] The very tip of her tail is stained the lightest of pinks due to an accident involving several cactus fruits and a very small pelican. No matter what she does, the stain won't come out; she doesn't really care, however. She thinks she looks cool. It is also extremely long. Usually, her fur is well kept and very clean. [b]Personality:[/b] ConchTail, as the name implies, tends to be extremely loud and social. She loves to socialize with others in her clan, and is very touchy. She is always cheerful and upbeat, at least when in the company of good friends. Though, she does have her "days" where all she wants is some quiet time to herself and some birds. During that time, she comes off as rather cold, or very quiet. Usually, however, she spends that time chillin with the birbs, so it is rare to see her when she doesn't want to talk to other cats. [b]History:[/b] Before ever even thinking about becoming a featherspeaker, Conchkit always enjoyed hanging around with the cactus wrens and hooded orioles, along with the occasional parakeets, terns, and hummingbirds. They were loud, rambunctious, and very friendly; just like her! She enjoyed collecting the feathers they shed to line her nest and to make everything a bit more colorful. Since she hung around them so much, and they seemed to follow her wherever she went, she began to pick up little bits and pieces of their language. Nothing fluent, just enough so she could listen in during Social Hour™. The deafening caucaphony of sound was appealing to her, so she often found herself listening in on afternoons when she was allowed to sun herself on the rocks all day. She was pleasantly surprised when she found out she was to be mentored to become a Featherspeaker. While she didn't want to be put in a spot where she had to kill any birds, she definitely was excited to learn featherspeak and how to communicate with her favorite companions. Though, she does enjoy the quiet murmur of her kin as well, and enjoys hanging out with someone a bit closer to her size. [b]Mate:[/b] N/A [b]Other:[/b] - Fairly well muscled due to the fact that she has to constantly climb the rocks to reach the birds. - Loves to catch crabs when basking with the birds. - Cats tend to assume she is shallow due to her bubbly personality. While she isn't shallow by any means, she is very petty. - Her favorite spot to chill with the birds is a large pile of rocks just off the beach, somewhat away from camp. When it is particularly hot, there is a small overhang that is damp and cool, and perfect for a sweaty cat. - Conchtail finds pleasure in chasing away sealions- especially when she gets close enough to take a chunk out of them. Call her sadistic, but blubber is delicious. [b]Name:[/b] Dustkit [b]Age:[/b] 3 moons [b]Gender:[/b] Tom [b]Sexuality:[/b] Heterosexual [b]Rank:[/b] Kit [b]Clan:[/b] Walkerclan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] N/A [b]Kin:[/b] - All kin unknown. [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://s3.amazonaws.com/filestore.rescuegroups.org/1023/pictures/animals/4840/4840579/13082891_500x399.jpg[/img] A rather small kit for his age, Dustkit will stay extremely small his whole life. His eyes change into a magnificent green, and his coat is short and easy to care for. Thus, it is generally clean. [b]Personality:[/b] Dustkit is extremely loquacious; he will go on about anything and everything. He loves to listen, though. Especially to stories of old and about stories of things beyond the camp. When he hears these stories, he always thinks of how lucky he was to live in a place where there is lots of shade. Generally very friendly, but hates getting teased about his origins. The fact that he has no idea who his family was bothers him. Occasionally, he will find himself thinking that no one really wants him around. [b]History:[/b] Dustkit was found near the edge of the desert, around two weeks old. The rough-foots brought him to the camp. They feared the stench that was embedded into his fur, a harsh smell that was painful to sniff and was unlike anything they had smelled before.The clan likes to believe that he came from one of the white-pelt highwalkers, that come once every decade or so and bring some weird beepy things with them. He was given to a queen who had plenty of milk to spare, since she had had only one other kit. However, that kit died a few days after he arrived, for reasons unknown. Dustkit believes that he was a clan-born kit; no one has told him of his possible origins. He tends to be passed around, since he doesn't have any cats his own age to play with. [b]Other:[/b] - Loves Coyotefang; he thinks that he is the coolest thing since sliced bread. - He also enjoys listening to the elder's stories. He finds them to be entertaining, and his favorite character is Sunsight. [b]Name:[/b] FishKit [b]Age:[/b] 2 Moons [b]Gender:[/b] She-cat [b]Sexuality:[/b] Aromantic [b]Rank:[/b] Kit (Though, she really wants to be a Farswimmer.) [b]Clan:[/b] Shoalclan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] N/A [b]Kin:[/b] - Kelpeye - (Mother, alive) - Cactusclaw - (Father, deceased) - Shrubkit - (Brother, alive) - Remorakit - (Sister, alive) (( NOTE: All family members have fur, and are Npcs. Unless, of course, someone would like to take the place of one of them. )) [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/11/dd/1e/11dd1e2158f8cf0aaa7eb210132461ad.jpg[/img] Her skin is thicker and rubbery, compared to some cats. Perhaps an advantage from Moonclan, or Sunclan? [b]Personality:[/b] With an uncanny ability to read faces, Fishkit is generally pretty happy. Don't get me wrong- she sees the horror that briefly crosses across their faces- in her two short moons of life, she has gotten used to it. Anyone who doesn't flinch upon meeting her will find her to be a steadfast friend. Her voice is like honey- tantalizingly sweet, especially when compared to her odd appearance. Her dream is to be a farswimmer- she has always wanted to meet a cryptid (dolphin). She heard that their skin is like hers, too- smooth and slippery, and rather rubbery, as well. [b]History (optional):[/b] Not much to tell, yet. [b]Other:[/b] - Her eyes seem to be far bigger than any normal cats. - A thin, translucent webbing between her paws makes it easier for her to swim. - She runs very warm- when next to her, you feel as if you're standing next to a dry fire. - Despite all of this, she does get sunburned much more easily compared to other cats. - She sleeps during the afternoon and comes out during early morning, evening, and night. The afternoon sun is too hot for her sensitive paws and skin. [b]Name:[/b] Thrushpaw [b]Age:[/b] 9 moons [b]Gender:[/b] Male/Tom [b]Sexuality:[/b] Asexual [b]Rank:[/b] Medicine-cat Apprentice [b]Clan:[/b] HillClan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] FireFox [b]Kin:[/b] N/A [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/10/a8/80/10a880e103495f86e54e921667709958.jpg[/img] He grows up into this beauty: [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/19/6d/de/196dde265b8067e6db66e0e8200d99b7.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Thrushpaw is calm and collected, and generally a quiet cat. He doesn't like direct confrontation, and prefers to use his words as weapons instead of his claws. His friends will find that he won't stick up for them directly if they're being bullied; instead, he'll use words to corner his enemies. As he matures, he becomes a bit less dramatic and mellows out. He is still quiet, but his aura is impossibly kind. [b]Other:[/b] - He is actually pretty strong; however, he doesn't like to hurt other cats, and feels as if warriors have a death wish. He is happy that he is destined to be a medicine cat. - He almost always smells like prickly pear fruit jam, for whatever reason. It is incredibly hard to mask. - His fur is impeccably clean, at all times. - - - - - - [center][b]ILuvYou's Characters[/b][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Azurepaw [b]Age:[/b] Seven moons [b]Gender:[/b] She-cat [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight [b]Rank:[/b] Medicine Cat Apprentice [b]Clan:[/b] Shoalclan [b]Mentor:[/b] Breezeheart [b]Kin:[/b] Riverheart (Mother, NPC), unknown father [b]Appearance:[/b] Small fluffy dark gray with white paws as well as a white muzzle and underbelly. She as shimmering azure blue eyes. She has short legs a bobbed tail and big ears. She is partly deaf in her right ear.[img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/70/c0/4e/70c04e5a36078f990dd8f6b6635411c6.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Bouncy and eager to please, Azurepaw loves being around others. She is very intelligent but doesn't always thinks before she speaks which often gets her in trouble. She is adventurous and curious and want to witness everything the world has to offer. She is also very gentle and would never hurt anything intentionally. She is shy around cats she has never seen before, and likes to observe others actions before she is comfortable with them. [b]Name: [/b]Blossomleaf [b]Age:[/b] 24 moons [b]Gender:[/b] she-cat [b]Sexuality:[/b] straight [b]Rank: [/b]Queen [b]Clan:[/b] Hillclan [b]Mate:[/b] Blackleap (deceased NPC) [b]Kits: [/b]Expecting [b]Kin:[/b] unknown mother and father [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]http://static.boredpanda.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2016/10/worlds-most-beautiful-cats-47-57fc93324976e__700.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Blossomleaf has lead a sad life, her mother and father abandoned her when she was only a kit. She was taken in by Hillclan and trained as a warrior alongside Blackleap and soon developed a relationship with the tom cat. When she was around Blackleap she was a whole different cat, she was for once happy and optimistic, being open to trying new things and getting close to the others on an emotional level. However since Blackleap's death Blossomleaf has been in a constant struggle being both optimistic and pessimistic, she no longer knows who she is anymore or how to act. She tries to act okay around others but is depressed from being alone, maybe she will return to being an open book and social once her kits are born. [b]Extra:[/b] Blossomleaf is currently expecting Blackleap's kits, however after finding out she was expecting Blackleap's kits, Blackleap died from fatal wounds before knowing he was to be a father. Now Blossomleaf is a queen who will have her kits anyday. [b]Name:[/b] Darksun [b]Age (in moons):[/b] 8 moons [b]Gender (tom/she-cat/lee/felil):[/b] tom [b]Sexuality:[/b] Asexual [b]Rank:[/b] Sunwatcher [b]Clan:[/b]Walkerclan [b]Kin (optional):[/b] Deathear (npc mother), Blackpaw (npc, sister) [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/f1/a0/b2/f1a0b229f346c96c7d2cacb2dea6794d.jpg [b]Personality:[/b] Darksun is wise for a cat his age and always tries to do the very best for his clan. He is unsure of himself and extremely insecure. He is extroverted and enjoys talking to others. He is underestimated by his clan as sunwatcher due to his age. [b]History:[/b] Darksun was born to Deathear and an unknown tom. He was born on the longest day of the year and always basked in the sun with his sister, Blackpaw. Darksun was to chosen as the next sunwatcher of Walkerclan the day before he was to become an apprentice. He always dreamt of being a warrior but Sunclan has other plans for him. [b]Name:[/b] Ravenwing [b]Age:[/b] 15 moons [b]Gender:[/b] She-cat [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight [b]Rank:[/b] Warrior [b]Clan:[/b] Edgeclan [b]Mate:[/b] none yet pm me! [b]Kin:[/b](none at the moment, if you want to be her kin let me know) [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/1f/57/4c/1f574c430a0ac025124133c8c20ded86.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Ravenwing appears to be nice and caring to her clan but in reality she is cold-hearted. However she has a soft spot for tom cats as well as kits. Ravenwing is witty and quick-tongued always speaking her mind. She is extremely protective of those she cares for. She is not quick to make friends, and gets defensive quickly and easily. She loves going hunting at night to be all alone. [b]Other:[/b] I would love for her to be apart of a forbidden romance, so if you're interested please let me know :) - - - - - - [center][b]Lavendetta's Characters[/b][/center] [center][img]http://oi61.tinypic.com/29kulxz.jpg[/img] {Medium-haired cat instead of longhair.}[/center] [b]Name:[/b] Breezeheart [b]Age:[/b] 24 Moons [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Sexuality:[/b] Heterosexual [b]Rank:[/b] Medicine Cat [b]Clan:[/b] Shoalclan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] Azurepaw [b]Kin:[/b] Mother: Fawn {Rouge, whereabouts unknown.} Father: Thornclaw {Shoalclan Warrior, Alive, NPC.} Step-Mother: Coraltail {Shoalclan Warrior, Alive, NPC.} [b]Mate:[/b] None {However, a romance is not impossible. PM me, I'd love a romance!} [b]Kits:[/b] None [b]Appearance:[/b] Breezefur has a slender build. He stands taller than many cats. His fur is and short yet well-kept and is an array of colors. He has a white underbelly as well as paws, and his eyes are a light green shade. [b]Personality:[/b] Kind, Magnanimous, Austere, Quiet, Helpful, Gentle, Honest Breezeheart is a very docile individual. He's calm and quiet, yet can be very helpful and social when needed. He's generous and loyal towards the clan, giving a helping paw to those injured or scared. Breezeheart is also smart in a creative way, often combining medical tricks and even herbs to help treat patients. Breezeheart almost always has a storm of ideas in his head, although some of them are for his mind only. Overall, Breezeheart is a good ally and friend, sociable, trustworthy, honest and loyal. He will sacrifice anything for the clan and sees no true need to indulge himself in anything, giving him enough time to be devoted to his work. [b]History:[/b] Breezeheart was alone from the start. He was produced between an affair of his father, Thornclaw, and a rouge, Fawn. Although they had parted ways after their rendezvous, a time later, Fawn returned with a kit, and, saying, "He'd be a burden," she gave him to Thornclaw. By then, he had already taken a new mate, a cream-colored molly named Coraltail. Breezekit reminded Thornclaw of his past, of an affair he wanted to forget, especially with Coraltail always near. Unbenowest to Thornclaw, she pitied the poor kit and nursed him, with a little help from other queens, as her own. Through kithood and before apprenticehood, Breezekit was a friendly, sociable cat, much like he is now. Although he would spend time with his friends, he spent equal, if not more, time questioning and pestering the medicine cats. He asked various questions, such as, "Oh, what's this?", "What are you doing?", "What is Moonclan saying?", "Is Moonclan nice?", "Could [i]I[/i] become a medicine cat..?" That last question stuck with an elderly medicine cat named Oceanstep. She was grumpy, but one of the best, and the greatest role model Breezekit could ask for. When his apprenticeship came, Oceanstep knew that Breezekit would be eager to join her with helping cats in need, so he did, and he trained. Oceanstep died the day before Breezepaw would become a medicine cat, but he knew she would be there in Moonclan, where he soon would be able to talk to her, and many others. [b]Other:[/b] -If he has freetime or if he isn't watching the moon at night, he will go to the shores and listen to the waves. It's basically ASMR for him. -Although he is an efficent medicine cat, he will usually have a minor panic attack when under stress. -Voiceclaim: Jon Cozart [center][img]http://static.tumblr.com/6jh6zmv/379n9p3jo/divider_0_black.png[/img] [img]http://www.winterfyre.com/nimrod/webpics/uther101a.jpg[/img][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Willowfur [b]Age:[/b] 19 Moons [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Sexuality:[/b] Heterosexual [b]Rank:[/b] Warrior [b]Clan:[/b] Hillclan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] None {However, to train one would be interesting for her.} [b]Kin:[/b] Mother: --- {Whereabouts Unknown} Father: --- {Whereabouts Unknown} Brothers: Silverclaw and Cloudfall {Warriors of Hillclan, Alive} [b]Mate:[/b] None {[s]She won't admit it, but she wishes for a romance so uH PM ME[/s]} [b]Kits:[/b] None [b]Appearance:[/b] Willowfur has a small build for a Hillclan member, standing shorter than many in the clan, yet still being larger than most in other clans. She has medium-long fur with a silver tabby pattern, with a white underbelly and mitts. Her eyes are a light, dull green. [b]Personality:[/b] Observant, Intelligent, Graceful, Charismatic, Strict and a bit Apathetic. Willowfur acts like somewhat haughty royalty. She keeps her head up high and strides around with confidence and grace. Despite this, she knows where her place is and will follow her surperiors. Willowfur is also charming and charismatic, she is a persusaive and smooth talker, and can usually find weak spots in someone's personality by observing over a long period of time. Usually, she will talk about these things without true sincerity, showing her apathetic side. Occasionally, Willowfur may comfort others if the topic really hits home, but not often. [b]History:[/b] Three fluffy silver kits were abandoned near the Hillclan camp, and it surprised any member that they somehow were able to survive three days in the rough, rocky terrain. The three kits had no name attached, no story, no nothing. The only one with a smidge of an idea of what was happening was the middle child of the litter and the only female. All she knew was that her and her siblings would be rescued, and they would all be fine. The three were taken in and given the names Cloudkit, Silverkit and Willowkit for the young she-cat. As they grew, Willowkit was pressured into being a good role model for her littermates, so she did her best. Now she's a warrior, nothing too special. [b]Other:[/b] -Has a soft spot for kits, and her heart melts when she sees a cute one. -Gets flustered easily when flirted with or complemented, surprisingly. -Voiceclaim: Susan Egan {Her "Rose Quartz" voice, but a bit higher and lighter in tone and pitch.} - - - - - - [center][b]smerdyakov's Characters[/b][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Blacksun [b]Age:[/b] 37 moons [b]Gender:[/b] trans tom (he/him) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Gay [b]Rank:[/b] Sunwatcher [b]Clan:[/b] Hillclan [b]Kin:[/b] Darkstone (mother, missing), Featherwind (father, deceased), Mallow(half-littermate, alive) [b]Appearance: [/b] Tall, scrawny, and sleek with black fur, large tufted ears, and blind amber eyes. [b]Personality: [/b] Incredibly devout and strict Sunwatcher, Blacksun is an angry, standoffish, and insufferable know-it-all. He carries himself as if he is better than most other cats but secretly despises everything about himself. While he's eloquent, he often lets his emotions get the better of him and does not adapt well to new situations/changes. He is very self righteous and vindictive. [b]History:[/b] The offspring of a forbidden relationship between his Hillclan mother and Walkerclan father, Blacksun came to discover his mother's secret when he first took up his position as Sunwatcher. Since then, he openly reviles all Walkerclan cats, even more than is normal. [b]Other: [/b] --Does not like others helping him or touching him, and does not respond well to criticism. --His favorite foods are crickets and rabbit ears. --Was appointed as a Sunwatcher during their apprenticeship to become a Medicine Cat, but has never expressed any regrets at having not been a Medicine Cat instead. [b]Name:[/b] Cactusclimb [b]Age:[/b] 34 [b]Gender:[/b] trans she-cat (she/her) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight [b]Rank:[/b] Rough Foot [b]Clan:[/b] Hillclan [b]Kin:[/b] Talonpelt (father, alive- NPC), Rockfoot (father, deceased), Pebblefall (brother, alive) [b]Appearance:[/b] Tall and heavy dark ginger tabby bi-color with bright green eyes and a half-tail. [b]Personality:[/b] Curious, Adventurous, Forgiving, Kind, and Patient [b]Name:[/b] Darkstone [b]Age:[/b] 59 moons [b]Gender:[/b] she-cat (she/her) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight [b]Rank:[/b] Former Stonerunner [b]Clan:[/b] N/A (formerly Hillclan) [b]Kin:[/b] Blacksun (son, alive) [b]Appearance:[/b] A beautiful large, muscular she-cat with sleek black fur and pale green eyes. [b]Personality:[/b] Competent, crafty, and ambitious, Darkstone knows what she wants and exactly how she can get it. Intelligent and very eloquent, she sometimes comes across like she's flirting with everyone. Always incredibly passionate and driven about her current task or fascination, she is a cat that tends to view the world in extremes. [b]Mate:[/b] Featherwind (deceased) [b]History:[/b] ????? [b]Other:[/b] where she go????? [b]Name:[/b] Hummingwing [b]Age:[/b] 26 moons [b]Gender:[/b] tom (he/him) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual [b]Rank: [/b] Small Sun [b]Clan:[/b] Edgeclan [b]Kin: [/b] Leafear (mother, alive- NPC), Dappleshadow (father, deceased), Lizardclaw (brother, alive- NPC), Barkkit (brother, deceased) [b]Appearance: [/b] A large, broad-shouldered cinnamon ticked tabby with dark green eyes and long, fluffy fur. [b]Personality: [/b] Anxious but energetic, Hummingwing behaves much like the bird he was named for. He tends to worry about everything but can behave impulsively in the heat of the moment. Despite overthinking most everything, he is very happy with his position as a Small Sun-- even though he's worried he might not make a very good Sunwatcher. [b]History: [/b] As a kit, Hummingwing was very sickly. He often times found it difficult to imagine himself filling any role in the clan-- since none of them interested him/seemed like a good fit. After the previous Small Sun died unexpectedly, Hummingwing was chosen as their successor and found a new purpose and drive in the roll. [b]Other: [/b] --has a slight stutter --really likes watching the sunset and the stars come out --used to get tangled in the creosote all the time as an apprentice --hates sea food [b]Name:[/b] Kelpbloom [b]Age:[/b] 50 [b]Gender:[/b] felil (they/them) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual [b]Rank:[/b] Warrior [b]Clan:[/b] Shoalclan [b]Kin:[/b] Fogpelt (father, deceased), Coralwhisker (mother, deceased), Stingtail (brother, alive) [b]Appearance:[/b] Muscular and fat with a white face mask, white tufted chest, and orange-red eyes. [b]Personality:[/b] Shy, Diligent, Opinionated, Passive-Aggressive, and Open-Minded. [b]Name:[/b] Lizardbelly [b]Age:[/b] 45 [b]Gender:[/b] she-cat (she/her) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Lesbian [b]Rank:[/b] Pool Filler [b]Clan:[/b] Edgeclan [b]Kin:[/b] Hawkshadow (mother, alive-NPC), Pricklypelt (father, deceased) [b]Appearance:[/b] Large, fluffy, and muscular tortoiseshell with amber eyes and a twisted front left paw. [b]Personality:[/b] Adventurous, Talkative, Level-Headed, Casual, and Optimistic [b]Name:[/b] Mallow [b]Age:[/b] 40 moons [b]Gender:[/b] felil (they/them) [b]Lives:[/b] 9 [i]Rat-- Cleverness Buzzard-- Survival Thorn-- Strength Dust-- Judgement Rock-- Pride Gold-- History Lizard-- Hope Swift-- Courage Ragged-- Love for Clan [/i] [b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual [b]Rank:[/b] Leader [b]Clan:[/b] Walkerclan [b]Kin:[/b] Featherwind (father, deceased), Dustspine (father, alive (NPC) ), Blacksun (half-brother, alive) [b]Appearance:[/b] Lithe, scrawny, and long-legged, Mallowfoot is off-white with one ginger foot. They have dark amber eyes, large tufted ears, a heavily scarred throat and face, and a ratty, slender tail. [b]Personality:[/b] Mallow is very introspective and speaks only when they feel it is necessary. Tricky and always planning ahead, they like to think of all possible outcomes before they happen, and are quick thinking and resilient in the face of adversity. Very suspicious of others, especially those outside Walkerclan, they rely on themself before anyone else and have a hard time delegating tasks to others. Genuinely love Walkerclan and want, more than anything, to see the clan thrive and expand. [b]History:[/b] The child of Featherwind and Dustspine, Mallow (then Mallowfoot) originally served their clan as a Deft until they were appointed as Deputy by the previous Leader, Ragged. They recieved many of their scars from a border skirmish with Hillclan, during which Ragged was killed. [b]Other:[/b] -- They have no knowledge of their half-brother or that Featherwind was involved with Darkstone, but would probably be indifferent to it. -- Their favorite foods are quail chicks and tadpoles -- Mallow loves the rain and is very fascinated by the ocean, though they cannot swim -- Has mixed feelings about Sunclan [b]Name:[/b] Paleheart [b]Age:[/b] 29 [b]Gender:[/b] felil (they/them) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Asexual [b]Rank:[/b] Second Deputy [b]Clan:[/b] Hillclan [b]Kin:[/b] Quickbrush (mother, alive- NPC), Stonetail (father, alive- NPC) [b]Appearance:[/b] Lithe with a pale cream pelt, yellow eyes, and a long, prominent scar that runs from their chest to their belly. [b]Personality:[/b] Jumpy/Cowardly, Push-Over, Shy, and Lazy [b]Other:[/b] --No one is quite sure why Paleheart is Second Deputy --Received their scar from falling down one of Hillclan's hills [b]Name:[/b] Pebblefall [b]Age:[/b] 34 [b]Gender:[/b] tom (he/him) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight [b]Rank:[/b] Stonerunner [b]Clan:[/b] Hillclan [b]Kin:[/b] Talonpelt (father, alive- NPC), Rockfoot (father, deceased), Cactusclimb (sister, alive) [b]Appearance:[/b] Tall and heavy light grey-brown tabby bi-color with icy blue-gray eyes [b]Personality:[/b] Arrogant, Challenging, Aggressive, and Stubborn [b]Name:[/b] Quailcall [b]Age:[/b] 20 moons [b]Gender:[/b] lee (she/her or they/them) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Lesbian [b]Rank:[/b] Medicine Cat [b]Clan:[/b] Walkerclan [b]Mentor/Apprentice:[/b] [b]Kin:[/b] Brightclaw (mother, alive- NPC), Redfur (mother, alive- NPC) [b]Appearance:[/b] Short, plump, and round dark red and grey tabico with a white lower face, neck, and undercarriage. Has dark brown eyes and a badly shredded right ear. [b]Personality:[/b] Friendly and fussy, Quailcall has always felt compelled to care for her clanmates in anyway she can. She often times feels alienated from others, for reasons unknown, and tries to make herself important to others by being obliging and, often times, a pushover. Carries a heavy, irrational guilt and can be very self deprecating. [b]History:[/b] Felt called to be a medicine cat from a very young age and trained under a very strict and ancient tom named Silverstripe. Her ear was shredded by a starving loner who wandered into Walkerclan territory. [b]Other:[/b] --Feels very dissatisfied with everything she does, but cannot find a reason why --Really hates eating bugs, but obviously has to a lot --Doesn't have a good memory for names and mixes up herbs and cats' names, even if she knows who or what they are --Hates running and is glad she doesn't have to do it that often [b]Name:[/b] Rattlebone [b]Age:[/b] 54 moons [b]Gender:[/b] trans she-cat (she/her) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual [b]Rank: [/b]Deft [b]Clan:[/b] Walkerclan [b]Kin: [/b]Shellear (mother, deceased), Pebblestump (father, deceased), Wrenkit (brother, deceased) [b]Appearance: [/b] Large and tall with a bit of a belly, Rattlebone has white fur that is always dirty, milky-brown splotches under her chin and near the base of her tail, and one yellow and one blue eye. Has a long, feathery tail, a shredded ear, and brilliantly white teeth (somehow) [b]Personality: [/b] Talks a tough game but tends to get overly invested or stressed about things quickly. Very anxious most of the time but tries to hide it with vibrato. Not incredibly shrewd and rarely thinks things through. Rattlebone can be a bit overdramatic. [b]History: [/b] Had a very standard Walkerclan upbringing, though tended to get along well with other cats outside the clan. She had a small, secret fling with a Edgeclan warrior, but she died many moons ago and Rattlebone has since moved on. [b]Other: [/b] --Often says what she's thinking or feeling out loud --Very good at catching snakes --Doesn't do well with tarantulas and even gets freaked out by cobwebs the medicine cats leave under the thorns in camp --Despite her personality, is very adept at being a Deft [b]Name:[/b] Scaleface [b]Age:[/b] 62 moons [b]Gender: [/b]felil (they/them) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual (preference for masculine cats) [b]Rank:[/b] Elder (formerly Far Swimmer & Queen) [b]Clan:[/b] Shoalclan [b]Kin:[/b] Saltwhisker (mother, deceased), Brindlecloud (father, deceased), Flounderpaw (child, deceased), Tidepaw (son, deceased) [b]Appearance:[/b] A massive, long legged, muscular, pale silver tabby with classic black stripes, yellow eyes, and white spotting on their face. Their left back leg is scarred and mangled, and their tail is broken close to the tip. The right side of their face droops slightly. [b]Personality: [/b] Stoic and stubborn, they are often uncomfortable with letting their emotions show. Prefers to do physical tasks, rather than handle conflict directly, and often flees confrontation. Not always the most articulate, they are a bit of an escapist and likes to make up stories when they're bored or alone. Having been retired early, has not helped Scaleface deal with their grief and has made them incredibly self deprecating and embarrassed-- they feel lost and useless amongst their clanmates. [b]Mate:[/b] Eelstripe (missing, presumed dead) [b]History:[/b] A former Far Swimmer, Scaleface was a valuable asset to Shoalclan. They eventually became mates with their childhood friend, Eelstripe and became joint Queens while raising their kits. During a particularly bad storm Tidepaw tried to wander to the edge of the island and was flung into the water and his sibling Flounderpaw dove after him. Alerted to the cries of the apprentices, Eelstripe, Scaleface, and others tried to go in after the young cats. But Scaleface's family was swept away and Scaleface themself became pinned against the island, losing the use of their left back leg and some of the feeling in the right side of their face from the cold and shock. Days later, Flounderpaw and Tidepaw washed back onto the Stone Shore, but Eelstripe's body was never found. Unable to perform a Far Swimmer's tasks, Scaleface was retired early and has been an elder for many moons now. [b]Other:[/b] --Despite their traumatic experience with the sea, Scaleface still loves the ocean and likes to swim in it when they can --Used to bother the Shoalclan medicine cats about whether or not they have seen Eelstripe in Moonclan, but has not done so in a while --Is very skittish and superstitious when it comes to storms. [b]Name:[/b] Starsplash [b]Age:[/b] 32 [b]Gender:[/b] lee (any pronouns) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual [b]Rank:[/b] Far Swimmer [b]Clan:[/b] Shoalclan [b]Kin:[/b] Greyshine (mother, alive- NPC), Gullstripe (parent, alive- NPC) [b]Appearance:[/b] Short, muscular dilute calico with long, curly fur, yellow eyes, and various scars [b]Personality:[/b] Spunky, Flirty, Resilient, Kind, and Quick Thinking [b]Name:[/b] Stingtail [b]Age:[/b] 50 [b]Gender:[/b] tom (he/him) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight [b]Rank:[/b] Warrior [b]Clan:[/b] Shoalclan [b]Kin:[/b] Fogpelt (father, deceased), Coralwhisker (mother, deceased), Kelpbloom (littermate, alive) [b]Appearance:[/b] Muscular, black with a white tuft on his chest and tail-tip, and has green eyes. [b]Personality:[/b] Loyal, Loud, Opinionated, and Traditional. [b]Name:[/b] Thundercloud [b]Age:[/b] 23 [b]Gender:[/b] tom (he/him) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight [b]Rank:[/b] Warrior [b]Clan:[/b] Edgeclan [b]Kin:[/b] Dryfur (father, deceased), Strikeclaw (mother, deceased), Birdkit (brother, deceased) [b]Appearance:[/b] Short legged and sleek with smokey grey fur, golden eyes, and one darker grey back paw. [b]Personality:[/b] Stoic, Distrusting, Ambitious, Romantic, and Reckless [b]Name:[/b] Urchinsong [b]Age:[/b] 25 moons [b]Gender:[/b] trans tom (he/him) [b]Sexuality:[/b] Gay [b]Rank:[/b] Medicine Cat [b]Clan:[/b] Edgeclan [b]Kin:[/b] Splashleap (sister, alive (NPC) ), Littlestump (mother, alive (NPC)), Wavepelt (father, deceased) [b]Appearance:[/b] Chubby, short-legged, lilac point with blue eyes and a fluffy, stumpy tail. [b]Personality:[/b] Kind and highly empathetic, Urchinsong loves to study the uses of all things that come out of the sea. With an inquisitive mind and an analytical personality, he loves asking questions and testing the theories he comes up with. Does not see the purpose of clan boundaries but keeps these opinions to himself. He is very enamoured with Shoalclan's way of life and, over the years, taught himself to swim. [b]History:[/b] Urchinsong's love of the sea emerged after he almost drowned in it as an apprentice. Since then he spends much of his time fixating on potential cures that could come from sea-life and soaking in sea water. Has an excellent relationship with his family but hasn't developed many friendships with his clanmates. [b]Other:[/b] --Loves his namesake and has developed a way to expertly hunt and split open sea urchin "shells" --Collects things that come out of the ocean-- a lot of this "collection" is just plastic and other trash --Always tries to compare his findings with Shoalclan medicine cats and is fascinated by Feather Speakers --Talks A L O T and goes on tangents all the time - - - - - - [center][b]superpapershark's Characters[/b][/center]

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Scar waded through the light towards the cats gathered ahead.

"It's awfully bold of you," Seal muttered, his stumpy tail twitching in irritation, "Showing up late, considering you organized this."

Scar purred and padded up next to the former Shoalclan leader, settling beside him with, "You know me. I always like to make an entrance."

Fog stretched themself out and rubbed their bad eye impatiently, while Petal chose to remain silent-- watching Scar with curious, ocean colored eyes.

"Yes, yes," muttered Seal, "Let's just get this over with."

"Not like we have anywhere to be," Fog was still rubbing their eye, "'S cloudy today. No one to talk to or, you know, drop ominous wisdom onto."

Below, a hazy veil of grey was visible and Scar stared at it a second, as if she were trying to find gaps in the thick cloud cover. Beside her, Seal tensed again but she cut him off.

"I figured it would be best to include a member from every clan-- for the sake of fairness but also because I want to compare what I've been... feeling."

"And what," Fog rolled onto their back, despite the disapproving look Seal gave them, "Is that?"

"Instability," Petal spoke suddenly, the Hillclan cat's voice low and certain, "There's change coming."

Scar nodded and looked between Fog and Seal, who, after some hesitation, nodded.

"I guess there's been something off in the air-- But I can't wrap my whiskers around it," said Fog.

Seal growled, "Even if I did know, I'm not going to give that kind of information to other the other clans," he narrowed his eyes, "I know you'd all love to take our island but--"

Scar shook her head and then sighed, giving each cat a pointed look.

"Whatever this is even we in Sunclan can't quite understand it-- It's worrying and I think," she paused, her ears pricked for a moment, "I think we should continue to meet-- To share anything else we discover. This seems--"

"Important," Petal offered and began to stand, signalling the meeting was over, "Might change everything."

A smirk and she was gone. Seal gave the remaining cats another look-- balanced between suspicion and contempt-- before he loped back towards Shoalclan's territory, kicking up light behind him. Fog and Scar were alone.

"I don't feel like it's that serious," Fog was still rolling through the light, "You Walkerclan cats like to make pits out of rat-holes, but I'll keep my ears up and let you know."

Scar nodded and thanked them before they shook the gold from their dark fur and trotted off too. For a moment, Scar sat still, her nose turned up towards the endlessness of Sunclan, before she too stood and picked her way back through the trails of glittering light to where she had come from.

Blacksun woke in the darkness to the familiar scent of his den. He rose and stretched out the stiffness of the Coldsea air, feeling his way along the floor until he found himself outside. It was early-- through the sharpness of the smoke tree, he could still smell many of his clanmates in its branches-- but the Sunwatcher decided it would be useless to go back to sleep.

He headed towards the fresh kill holes, weaving his way through the familiar stones that left wet on his whiskers when he brushed against them, and lifted up one of the protective branches laid across the prey.

"Birds and more birds," he mumbled nosing through the pile, "Coldsea truly is the most disappointing season."

He lifted his head for a moment, his ears swiveling in an attempt to catch the faint sounds of Sunclan, but they were as silent as they had been the day before.

"More clouds-- You'd think the season could think of something less rat brained to settle on but..."

He trialed off and settled for a scrawny ground squirrel, recovering the prey, and then padding off to a flat rock where he could eat.

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Lifting their head above the tangle of Walkerclan cats, Mallow blinked up at the faint, grey light that filtered through the thorns and high walker bones. They could not see Coyotefang anywhere in the pile and carefully unwedged themself from an elder, skirting their sleeping clanmates as best they could.

"Coyotefang," they whispered into the chilly dawn air and waited.

Quailcall stirred in her sleeping and Mallow stepped over her, making their way to the outer edges of the Walkerclan cats. They looked again for their deputy, hoping he was already awake and preparing for the day. Mallow padded towards one thorny end of the camp, glancing at the dwindling piles of dried out insects and starving birds.

Have to organize extra Deft hunts, they thought, And appoint another one soon.

The ocean thrummed against the Stone Shore in the distance and Mallow scrambled under the thorns and out of camp, watching the tide crashing against Shoalclan's island.

If only we knew how to swim as well as them, Mallow sat, their eyes set on the sea, Then we'd have even more places to pull prey from.

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Azurepaw awoke with a strong scent of seawater in the air, she slowly rose and stretched. She twitched her ears trying to detect if her mentors were awake yet. She slowly strolled out of the medicine cat den and looked up at the cool morning sky. Her feet led her to the fresh kill pile, her stomach growling. 'I better eat something before I begin my day' she thought to herself while selecting a small fish. She finished eating the fish and went back to the medicine cat den to see if her mentors were awake yet. She sat there patiently started to sort newly gathered herbs while waiting for them to awake.

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Blossomleaf laid awake in the nursery, after another sleepless night, she looked at her swollen belly and realized she has to take care of herself for the health of herself- and even her kits. She started to groom herself, making herself presentable. She hasn't eaten in a couple of days and her stomach started growling, she was about to get up for the first time in days to go eat, but then a thought of Blackleap's death crossed her mind and she weakly plopped back down into her nest.

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Darksun awoke from his nest, the sunlight entering his den. The young tom got up, leaving his den to look at the sun. There was hardly any food in the freshkill pile and he would rather his clan mates eat before he does. He stretches under the warm sunlight, and continues to stare at the sun trying to figure out why him, out of all cats, was chosen as the next sunwatcher 'Why me?' he repeatedly whispered to himself under his breath.